Galen Marek // Bucky Barnes
There wasn't anyone that suffered similar fate as him. Though, he wasn't sure how many apprentices there were before him with Vader. For all Starkiller knew was that there was dozens before him. It's been proven now that his master was just using him for the Emperor's own gain. That was something that wasn't exactly forgivable. Betray him once, shame on you. Betray him a second time, well now he saw red and was going to kill you. That was just it. Unfortunately, his revenge would be hard pressed to be brought since he'd been in town. That's the worst part. No. Revenge.
At the mention of pamphlets, Galen held all that were handed to him already. Which were for different escort services. "I keep getting these. Not sure why they would want to offer naked women to escort me." Legitimately, Starkiller was unfamiliar with this. "You need much more clothes than this to be successful in escorting someone." He shook his head. Terrible security service. He should make a call and correct them, or better yet go find one of their clients and murder the person to show how weak their efforts were.
"I do want to attempt the games in the casino." He glanced at one. "I have a feeling my luck would be..." Galen would look to Bucky. "Stacked."